almost there...

So my hellish week has finally ended. New student from hell, abused child living in hell, super freaking tired and exhausted, cranky and bickering with my hubby, and the ever constant Oliver. Whew! There were a few days I wasn't sure I wanted to continue being a teacher, Mom, or wife. I have to say Oliver actually saved my week. He's really been a sweet little boy this week - no "terrible two" tantrums. Not sure if he's growing up or could feel that my patience was near the end. Besides, how bad can your day be when your little one tells you, "love you Mommy, a hug". Melts me instantly and I remember how much I LOVE being a Mom and a wife and how truly lucky I am to have my boys (and soon to be little girl). One more week and we're off for Spring Break - yeah! We're going to Austin for a few days and can't wait to hang with the old gang (plus two toddlers and a baby).

I'm 31 weeks and counting down the days. I have a question though. Why do people feel the need to be so honest while your pregnant? Seriously? It only seems to happen when your pregnant. What's the freaking deal? Who says, "Wow, your getting wide - it's a girl!" I've never heard that. This is my second pregnancy and I've read alot of books and talked to my OB and I never heard or read that girls make you wider. I mean really. I know I've gotten wider, but did you have to tell me. I especially love when people make faces at the names you pick or when you tell them you're not breastfeeding. Who asked you and why do you care?

Ok, I have to cut my ranting short cause my son is crying. Gotta go. Enjoy your weekend!